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Dec 2019
Mind speeding
heart racing
time remaining.
I am blind to a sight that hasn't moved.
The moment is still.
The quiet sound is everlasting
In the mist of emotions evaporating.
The emotions are combusting in the air and its contagious.

I am blind by imageries that unwinds our souls.
Mind speeding
heart racing
time escaping.
The only question that remains, will we meet again?
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